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“<span class="mu-i">Aah~</span>” You open your mouth. It’d be absurd to deny your own Cursed Cake since you know for a fact that you didn’t poison it.
It’s good! Delicious some may say. You’re not going to bother to describe it because it’ll feel like reading an ad. The effects on the other hand? Well, you feel like you were trying to pump yourself up, which does little to nothing to you, you’ve never been into self-help or crap like that. If you’re shit, you’re shit. And without trying to sound crass, you feel titillated, aroused even. Yeah, that’s how your ex-wife would describe it!
With everyone acting so absurd about its effects, you expected more. Taking into account how Wozart reacted to it during the cooking duel, it shouldn’t come as a surprise that this is merely a great dessert to you and nothing more! Or maybe you didn’t eat enough to get the real effect triggered. On a positive note, you’re certain that you served them a high quality dessert, and you cannot be prouder!
“How is it?” Emily asks after you chomped down the last bit of cake. One hand busy waving some air on her face.
“It’s good.” You shrug. Impassive. “Yeah, good.” You feel focused, undeterred, and horny. Wait a minute, those things don’t gel well. You’ll blame the latter one on Emily. Your cake is pure.
“Ah, let’s grab another slice! It was the second bite that made me go over the moon!” Emily wants you to feel as fulfilled as she is!
“All right. Let’s give everyone another one.” You’ll cut the cake again!
In a combined effort, you get a piece of cake for everyone! You got your own plate too this time around.
“M-Manager, did you listen to what I just said…?” An upset Clutz feels ignored. She wants your attention.
“Here’s your slice.” You hand her over a new plate!
“<span class="mu-i">Oh! Cake!</span>” Clutz forgets what she wanted as she starts enjoying the dessert. “Uhm? Is the air-conditioning not working…?”
“Say Aaah~!” Unprompted, Emily offers you some of her cake.
“Wait, it’s my turn now. Here you go.” You cut a bit of yours and do the same.
“Let’s do it at the same time.” Emily cheerfully proposes. “I-It’s more romantic this way...”
“Sure!” You agree to it!
You do the cake exchange like lovebirds do! This is way too cute! There’s something odd though, you feel the temperature rising. Maybe Clutz was right and something happened to the air-conditioning. Still, you have a fever of sorts.
“Johnny, How are you feeling? You turned red all of a sudden.” Emily worries.
“I’m fine.” You’d need a mirror to confirm, but aside from the sudden rise in temperature, you feel just like always.
“Good! In that case, w-would you mind if we took this somewhere private?” Emily wants to spend some one-on-one time with you.
“Stop right there!” Vortexia is done with her other slice. “I have things to discuss with my manager! P-Private concerns!”
